This is just some short idea that came to me when I read Wanderer from Black Eyed Mistress. Rikku and Gippal don't belong to me of course

Innocence

I remember a time when life was machina and night and warm oil.
I remember a time when we met in the dark and ran through places unknown and dangerous.
I remember a time when we sat on a blanketin the heat ofthe desertletting the sun burn out our innocence in so many ways.

I remember a time when friendship was pure and overwhelming.
I remember a time when trust was given unconditionally.
I remember a time when – the heart, the mind, the soul – were not shattered toys to be collected off the ground.

I also remember the moments when we had fun,drinking and dancing and taking a bath without any modesty.
I remember times we spent together simply talking about the world itself in the warm shelter of our embrace. And I remember a time when we needed each other, when we took and gave likewise.
When we smiled and laughed and cared.

And burned

And burned

And burned

Out my innocence.

I remember when you were crying. Told me things I never wanted to hear, asked me questions I never wanted to answer. I embraced you in that blurred world that turned darker every heartbeat. Back then I still tried to chase away the ghost behind your eyes, the demons in your thoughts.
Back then I tried to silence the silence with my words.

"Don't love me, Cid's girl." You always said.
"I don't love you." I always answered.

I don't love you. I don't love you. I never loved you.
But somehow deep down I began to pay more attention to those words whenever we spoke our little practiced text. Wondered about the meaning to them, thought about the thoughts behind them. You seemed to know me so much better than I knew myself.

Then, when my heart felt weary and my shoulders ached, when my bones felt like snapping and my throat seemed too hoarse to scream and too dry to sob you came to me.
"We can't continue like this." You said while laying your head into my lap. "You are breaking and it breaks me"
What could I have answered when there was no answer? You were right of course. All that felt so right had somehow been lost. Back then I tried to chase away the ghost behind your eyes. And now I added to the demons in your thoughts. "Don't love me." You said that last time.

And the silence was deafening.